friday the 13th blues

So I’m going to be 20 on Sunday. Its not like I have much of a choice in the matter. I’m not getting anything, at least, not on the day in question. My presents come at least a week afterwards. Every damned year.

I even have to work on that day. But oh well. What can you do? Maybe I’ll call in. Probably not though.

My throat hurts. Not like I’m sick, but like I’ve been yelling at the top of my lungs. I haven’t. Thus the weirdness.

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